At he same time, we’re introduced to Special Agent Clark’s unofficial new partner, Lori Ames, a highly intelligent pathologist from Phoenix, AZ. She’s also fairly well-developed, and I liked her character almost instantly.
Shortly thereafter, Dekker showcases yet another key player in the form of Heather Clark (Daniel’s former wife.) It’s very interesting to see the world through her perspective, for not only does the reader acclimate themselves to her, but we also learn a bit about their failed marriage… She’s been keeping secrets of her own. Deadly secrets.
Another aspect that I found fascinating was the term Dimethyltryptamine, or DMT. Through the text, I learned that it’s a natural hallucinogenic drug, “excreted in massive doses from the pineal gland” oftentimes during traumatic NDE’s (near-death experiences.) Hence, the the cause of seeing “the white light.”
DMT is also believed to result in memory loss.
I see you, Daniel… Thus is the start of several creepy moments. I mean, just imagine awaking up to those cryptic words after a night of restless sleep. I see you, Daniel…
It’s very rare for a book to creep me out the way Adam did. On scene, in particular, literally made me shiver.
Near the end, Dekker takes the story in a completely different direction. It is so OUT-THERE, you almost don’t see it coming. Almost. Though in hindsight, the clues are sprinkled virtually everywhere.
In this nearly shocking culmination, he manages to instill additional information which doesn’t seem forced at all. It’s highly entertaining, but does not read like a history lesson.
As much as I’ve raved about the merits of Adam, there is one instance (also placed in the books’ resolution) where a central character cries out the words: “Mitch bitch.”
Now ordinarily, this wouldn’t bother me. But this is coming from a well known Christian writer. It shouldn’t be there. It only happens once, but by then, the damage is already done. Speaking of which, why would he say it just once? Why not forgo the vulgarity and “tell” instead of “show” ? I realize that Dekker was probably going for a sense of realism, but the word hardly seems necessary.
And by bringing up the gentleman’s name, an infidelity is implied, but goes nowhere.
For this reason alone, I’m giving it 4.5 stars.
“As always with a Ted Dekker thriller, the detail is stunning, pointing to meticulous research in a raft of areas: police and FBI methods, forensic medicine, psychological profiling– in short, all that accompanies a Federal hunt for a serial killer. But Dekker fully reveals his magic in the latter part of the book, when he subtly introduces his darker and more frightening theme. It’s all too creepily convincing. We have to keep telling ourselves that this is fiction. At the same time, we can’t help thinking that not only could it happen, but that it will happen if we’re not careful.”
-David M. Kiely and Christina McKenna, authors of The Dark Sacrament
Said blurb is SPOT-ON!